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There is always a high mountain to climb. Enormous, single, powerful… almost unreacheable. I try to foul my mind and see already “behind the top”. What wonderful view is waiting for me? With which new perspective I will see the world?

If I had to define this picture, I will say that is a visual haiku. As for me it shares some of its characteristics. As A.C. Missias defines it a haiku is “a poetry marked by brevity, reality, nature/seasonality, a moment’s duration, and insight or intuition”.

It shares as well the most usual shape for haikus:

“This bell curve (See Highly Technical Figure I) can be seen as a distribution of haiku along an axis of, say, objective <——–> subjective, and most haiku will tend to group in the center. There are some poems that are far more subjective than the haiku norm, and others than the haiku norm, and others that are far more objective, but the bulk, the haiku most typical of the genre, can be expected to array themselves toward the middle of the curve.”

For me, the picture Red Pump is a haiku in the way its meaning is structured and in its visual structure.